A brow lifts at her response, only to finally stand from his desk. Both bots shift as he moves around towards her, then let out incoherent sounds to each other before following after him.
”Business? And what sort of business do you have with Aperture Science?”
The shorter robot at his side gazes up at what looked looked like a cat on her shoulder, squinting his optic, only to have the taller one smack him, letting out a pitched garbled sound in frustration.
“I’m looking for something. It fell from the sky it’s big, vaguely resembles alien technology but definitely isn’t alien technology. It’s mine, and I want it back. Do you have it?” There’s no point beating around the bush. She doesn’t want to talk to this human more than she has too.